Aiwass

Tuesday, October 12, 2021

The voice of Aiwass came upon me as I about to fall asleep.  It finds out about me when I’m either in the mood of exalted hope or dread.  “The voice was of deep timbre, musical and expressive. It tones solemn, voluptuous, tender, fierce or aught else as suited the moods of the message.” He, and it is for sure a male, speaks in English and very clearly, without an accent that can pinpoint where the voice came from.  The voice seems to come from the corner of my bedroom, but clearly, he’s not there or here, but alas, in my heart and soul. I imagine Aiwass as an “angel,” but one, who looks over me.  He recites me tales that I write down, and therefore I become known as Clark Savage, Jr.

I was raised since birth by my father (perhaps Aiwass) and other scientists to become the most shining example of a human being with respect to physical strength, intelligence, and physical fighting skills.  In other words, a perfect human being. I’m a physician, surgeon, scientist, adventurer, inventor, explorer, researcher, and a poet.

Needing a headquarters, I set up a lab and living area on the 86th floor, at the Empire State Building in New York City.  No one can be a living fort by itself, so, therefore, I have five assistants:

- Lieutenant Colonel Andrew Blodgett “Monk” Mayfair, an industrial chemist.

- Brigadier General Theodore Marley “Ham” Brooks, an accomplished attorney.

-Colonel John “Renny” Renwick, a construction engineer.

-Major Thomas J. “Long Tom” Roberts, an electrical engineer

-William Harper “Johnny” Littlejohn, an archaeologist and geologist.

I watch over conditions in Palestine, Guantanamo Bay, and elsewhere where evil is being done, in the name of “good.” In a world of shadows, I hear Aiwass, and he tells me wise ways.  It angers me that my fellow citizens think Aiwass as a subjective presence in my life, when in fact he’s quite objective in his manner in communicating with me.  My assistants and I stand ready to battle the wrong and turn it into a right.  Let me make this pledge to you:

“Let me strive every moment of my life to make myself better and better, to the best of my ability, that all may profit by it. Let me think of the right and lend all my assistance to those who need it, with no regard for anything but justice. Let me take what comes with a smile, without loss of courage. Let me be considerate of my country, of my fellow citizens and my associates in everything I say and do. Let me do right to all, and wrong no man.”

With my headquarters on the 86th floor, I have a private high-speed elevator that leads to my fleet of cars, trucks, aircraft, and boats.  I will use all my strength and wisdom in bringing justice to a world that laughs at common decency.  “In the absence of willpower, the most complete collection of virtues and talents is wholly worthless.” I have the will to do what I have to do. As for faith, “I slept with faith and found a corpse in my arms on awakening; I drank and danced all night with doubt and found her a virgin in the morning.” Or in other words, “I have never grown out of the infantile belief that the universe was made for me to suck.”

So my assistants and I go in my limousine and play “New Rose” by the Damned and I try to see the world as a reflection of my soul, which I share with Aiwass.  There goes the night…